"Hai, come on, have a smoke!"
Brother Qiang was very polite, his face splitting into a grin as he fished out a pack of cigarettes and offered one to Chen Hai.
After all, you can't rebuff someone with a smile on their face. Even though Chen Hai was somewhat annoyed about his cousin introducing people to him at random,
when the person was already standing before him, he couldn't just grimace and make faces at them, right?
"Brother Qiang, are you looking for me? Is there something you need my help with?"
After a moment's hesitation, Chen Hai took the cigarette from Brother Qiang, lit it for himself, and casually asked.
"What Brother Qiang? Your cousin is just teasing me!"
"If we're talking about age, I'm only two years older than him. He calls me Brother Qiang, I call him Brother Zhong; we're both just kidding around!"
"If you're going to address me, just call me Qiang!"
